Pradeep Dhavakumar

Like the eyes of a warrior that shuts
for a while and rejoins the battle;

Like the wings of a bird that freezes
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There is Water in hard Pulp,
There is Water in pure Milk;
There is Water in thick Tears,
There is Water in Blood too;
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I unbuckle her jaded black Jacket.
And lift from drapes of crimson Velvet.
With Eyes of a watchful Guard on duty,
I ogle at this naked man-made beauty.
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Looking at you, I remember the first time we met:
sometime in my first grade, when the page-thirsty
line was running wild with its black army, trying to
capture every length and breadth of the white land
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O’ King, I proudly salute what thou hast built,
As a timeless monument of immense beauty
But I staunchly salute Not what thou hast built,
As the greatest monument of divine love.
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God is
just an answer
for every question
That doesn't have an answer.
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At the crossroads of hate and fear,
I met those whom no man held dear;
A Donkey, a Hippo, a Canetoad, a Viper,
All spoke a code, so hard to decipher.
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The common volunteer among us
Who helms the digital eye
To capture the celebration
To mummify for our tomorrow.
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Having adorned them with words before
I flung my pen to the sorority of clouds
and stood beneath for a repay in verse.
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Bedspread like black waves,
awaits the kill tonight;

Pillows like puce slabs,
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Tired of the mundane girls I see
Wanted someone of a different degree;
Atleast three horns she should have
With nose and tongue split in halve
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O 'Wind- didst thou bring
the breath of those I miss?
O'Wind- wouldst thou say
If their breath is still happy and gay?
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Like an infant gently handed
from one maiden to another,
slow and soft it descends,
soothing every eye that sees.
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Softly burning sodium Lights,
ornately planted on muddy Streets
appeared like Candles on a Cake
and I wondered if
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The angriest and the biggest zero
is stalked by another nine zeroes
and one-thirty five smaller zeroes
along fixed paths of, elliptical zeroes.
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To travel with a friend is to travel on a cruise ship,
For there will be laughter, music, dance and wine;
Yet you still secretly check for life jackets and rafts,
And only sleep safe when your swimming is fine.
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Staring at the River he wondered
how his unseen mother would look:
thin as in summer? or fat as in spring?
fair as in sunlight? or dark as in dusk?
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Good will defeat Evil.
Every religion says.
In stories and myths,
Something unseen nowadays.
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Coloured skins of Men
somersault and rejoice
in the dryer's tepid breeze
after sloughing sweats and sins
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I thought of going back to the past,
To change a thing or two.
But then I may mess something else,
And what will my present then do?
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